Begin at the beginning and end at the end
But then again supposin’ that road has a bend?
Then begin at the right and work your way left
Or come up the middle (if the road’s got a cleft)
Or begin at the end and work your way backwards
Or schlep up the shoulder all sloppy and slackwards
Or begin at the right and go in a square
Taking plenty of breaks to sit in the chair
You took from that idiot right over there →
But whatever you do, avoid like the plague
A man with an eye patch who answers to Craig
And a lady named Bertha who’ll be eating a lime
(Expressly for reasons pertaining to rhyme)
Now take a deep breath and start on your journey
And if you get tired? Remember the gurney . . .
That grandmother willed you (the one from Poughkeepsie)
That you pawned for some money to hire a gypsy
Who foretold of everything here you just read
(Including the part where your Grandma is dead),l
Until next time . . . I love you
Linda Vernon Humor 
Fairly sprained my old brain Linda – you did me with the directions! Felt like a dyslexic after that.
Ha! Then my goal has been accomplished!
You certainly achieved your quest young Linda – yet do take a little pity as I am the one who even now when putting a key in a door has to think which way I should turn it (TRUE) I am very left handed and nothing is made for the likes of me!
Oh how I love this clever little Goose. It reminds me of a poem by Dr. Suess!
Thank you honey! And you know how much I love Dr. Suess!
I’m sorry, I did get tired and I’m on the gurney… just wake me in an hour will you… ? Diane
LOL!!
No, not Grams!
OMG! It is Grams! Noooo!
Wipes away a tear
Love your doodles! Much love!
Not only a GREAT and giddy poem, but at the end, there’s Grandma, shot fulla flowers– a wunnaful bonus, and drawn with style and mucho panache!!! : )